Ashton sat back against his desk chair, confused and a little exhausted. Wasn’t he having a good morning with his girlfriend? How the hell did it end up with him sitting alone in his office while she is off stewing in hers? He wanted to strangle Henderson with his bare hands for causing trouble.
He straightened up and picked up his office phone. It was one thing to sit and plot Stefan’s demise in his head and another to try and get one step ahead of the SOB. He called one of the top investigators his company used to do background checks for their clients. It was better to keep a close eye on whatever plot was afoot.
Once he took care of security for him and Ashley as well as eyes on Henderson, Ashton went back to mulling over what to do with his currently pissed off girlfriend. He had w
